Evil concubine commits peach blossom

The luxurious palace is resplendent and resplendent, and the palace of King Qi is even more glittering with gold, and there are countless rare treasures.

Rows of doctors stood cautiously like Jackie Chan, for fear that if one accidentally broke a priceless vase or accidentally damaged a good potted plant, he would lose his entire fortune to pay for it.

On the wide golden bed, sat a handsome man. He was wearing a snow satin robe, his face was well-defined, his face was as white as a crown jade, and his hair was as black as ink. He looked at the doctor who was feeling his shivering pulse, with a sullen expression on his face: "You have been feeling for half an hour, and you still haven't figured it out?"

The doctor's body was shaking like garlic, and he was so nervous that he even stammered a little: "I... my lord... this old man has been... practicing medicine for many years... I have never seen such a strange disease... the body of my lord... there is nothing in my body... ...There is no sign of being...poisoned. I don't know...whether...whether...the prince was not...poisoned at all, or the poison of the poisoner...The poison technique is too superb, the old man...is powerless."

The doctor who spoke was trembling while thinking to himself, he had heard that King Qi was so unruly that even the emperor didn't pay attention to him, he wouldn't kill himself if he got upset, right?

Qi Jiaye straightened up angrily, picked up the teacup on the table and took a few sips of tea, trying to quench the anger in his heart, but it became more and more intense.

He threw down the teacup in his hand, and the "crackling" teacup was smashed to pieces with a powerful impact, and the flying fragments were like explosive fireworks.

The anger in his heart rose violently, damn it, he saw the doctors all morning, but no one could solve it!

He lowered his voice and slammed his fist on the tea table: "Get out of here." Qijia Yemeifeng gathered slightly, and a woman's smiling face seemed to appear in his mind. Could it be that he could only be obedient? Do you listen to her?

hateful! ! !

In the following days, every Qijiaye almost seemed to be spent in a nightmare.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Mao Ting's smiling voice lingered in his mind like a spell.

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Scene [-]: On a sunny day, a woman picked up the course schedule that Qi Jiaye had filled out on the desk, pointed at the man with his head propped up and a smirk like a ruffian, and trembled angrily: "Qi Jiaye In the evening, based on the principle of democracy, this girl made a schedule for you, and asked you to arrange the subjects according to your own preferences according to the several subjects I gave you. You actually wrote two words for me: no class .

"Since this is the case, don't blame me. Starting tomorrow, we will learn poetry for a week."

After finishing speaking, the woman turned around gracefully, with long hair like a waterfall, and a graceful figure, she took a book and left slowly.

"Isn't it?" Qi Jiaye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was the first time he realized that he, who always thought highly of himself and was unassuming, could be so powerless in front of a woman.

God damn it, what he hates the most is poetry, because this woman can recite dozens of times whenever she encounters a poem she likes! ! !

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Scene [-]: At dusk, the south wind blows. "Are you copying carefully?" Mao Ting took a few pastries from the kitchen and walked in from far to near.Qi Jiaye put down the brush, and pear blossoms fell on his shoulders. He smiled softly, handsome and compelling: "Teacher, it's finished."

The woman's smoky eyebrows raised slightly, and she thought to herself, it's tricky, it's the first time she sees him so restrained, if she didn't have the good temper in the past, she probably would have been furious long ago.

"Is it really good?" Mao Ting casually flipped through a few articles, nodded and said, "Well, it's really good. All the mistakes can be improved greatly."

A gleam of joy flashed in the man's dark eyes.

Mao Ting patted Qi Jiaye on the shoulder: "Yes, keep working hard." After that, she turned around and left.

When she was about to walk to the door, the woman suddenly turned around and smiled: "But you can't even cheat? It's obvious that these handwritings are not written by the same person, and they are all equally ugly. , It is better to ask yourself than to ask others, King Qi should make up the poems copied overnight tonight, but it is double."

Seeing Mao Ting's leaving figure, Qi Jiaye's disguise disappeared in an instant, and he gritted his teeth angrily: "Damn, hateful woman!!!"

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Scenario [-]: In the dark night when everything is silent, there is a brightly lit room.This is King Qi's bedroom. A certain man was in a hurry to write, and he muttered: "There are still one hundred chapters to be copied... There are one hundred chapters..."

The evening breeze was blowing, sleepiness was getting stronger, the hand of a certain king gradually slowed down, his eyelids were heavy as if he was fighting, he told himself to rest for a while, just for a while, so he slowly closed his eyes, just as soon as he closed them In the next second, there was a burst of wailing like a pig being killed in the palace in the middle of the night.

In the cold wind, the guards guarding the gate shook their bodies violently, and then heard a burst of cursing from the palace, and Qu Yunxiao said, "You stinky fox, how dare you bite me? It's the same as your master!" Damn it! This king didn't sleep, this king just blinked his eyes, do you know if you blink!!! Get the hell out of this king!!!"

Once a certain fox heard him scolding it to be smelly, how could it endure it who loves cleanliness?

Xia Xia's blue hair was about to stand on end, and she pounced on it again with her teeth in canthus.

"what!!!!!!!"

Another mournful howl sounded in the sky, which seemed to make the palace tremble.

"It's so noisy." The woman in the other bedroom lazily turned over, murmured, picked out her ears, and fell asleep again, leaving only the woman's shallow breathing in the silent air...

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